It has almost been a full week since Mollie my sixth month old pup came home from the Humane Society shelter. This almost week has been exhausting. See I was never suppose to get a puppy, I knew I was meant to get a grown dog...but after calling and visiting shelter after shelter and rescue mission after rescue mission I still had not found THAT dog. I finally went by the Humane Society and said..."erm could I uh see your uh dogs?" I was instructed through two heavy metal doors, the kind that make you think to yourself..."damn I wish I told someone where I had gone," and "I wonder which is the quickest escape route." And there she was, yelping next to her brother. Identical twins down to the last white freckle on the left back toe. Mollie was the bigger of the two. We hit it off well. She was so frightened of...well 'bout everything but is building up her courage each day!
This is what Mollie has learned/learning so far:
When I touch my nose and say "Mollie." she will look me in the eyes (this is recent, so dont ask for a show n' tail...haha okay sorry)
She is learning that potty outside makes her crazy mom crazy happy! ready to do the pot'TA dance.
She will sit down...well tries anyway.
She knows where she lives....dont ask her though...she doesnt like being put on the spot.
She is doing MUCH better in her crate...so long has she has her kong.
....she is sixth months old...what did you expect!
In short Puppy Parenthood is exhausting.
-Hannah
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